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𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘩 𝘙𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 ([personal profile] dysmorphics) wrote2026-01-03 02:28 pm

it's you and me up against the world, it's you and me

 
 
 
 


I don't need a parachute, baby if I've got you
Baby if I've got you, I don't need a parachute
You're gonna catch me,
You're gonna catch if I fall

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[personal profile] hadagreatpast 2026-01-21 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Bucky caught the hand Steph had resting in his hair and pulled it down so he could press a gentle kiss to it. "It's fine, I mean it," he said as he turned to grin at her. "According to the bank statements we were left with--" which he'd looked at a bit further earlier that morning, before Steph woke up and before he began to cook their breakfast, "--we should be covered for a long time. And that's if we don't find ways to make more money."

Because of when they grew up, the two of them should know how to make do with things, and how to budget when needed. But it didn't seem like it was desperately needed any time soon.

Then he thought of something. He picked his phone back up and pulled up their order, then the dress. Bucky could tell she particularly liked that dress, and it had only been a little over $30. "I looked up the, uh... inflation rates-" it just took him a second to think of the word for that. "-a while back, when I was first learning how to use my phone to learn things, and I was so thrown about the price of everything."

He then turned the phone so she could see the dress. "If you saw this for two bucks in a store back during the war, would that have shocked you as much? Cause when I looked into it, I found out that a dollar back then is worth almost twenty bucks now."